Pooh and Piglet

by Lorin Michel Tuesday, May 3, 2011 10:52 PM

He was born in 1926, short, stubby and of non-descript coloring. Some thought him to be light brown, almost blonde while others thought him to be much darker, perhaps because he was named after a Canadian black bear cub – Winnie – that lived at the London Zoo. His last name came from a gracious and majestic swan – Pooh – met on holiday. He gained notoriety in countless books and eventually film, and because he was well-loved if not more well-known than his namesakes.

His best friend, diminutive in size and stature, was smart, articulate, and helped his friend through numerous bad times and tight spots. He was occasionally referred to as Henry Pootel, but was more commonly known as Piglet, best friend to Winnie-the-Pooh, the sometimes light, sometimes dark bear.

These two were inseparable in the world of Alan Alexander Milne, the British author who created Pooh, Piglet, Owl, Kanga, Roo, Rabbit, and Tigger, all friends of Christopher Robin. I bring this up for several reasons. I’m a big Pooh and Piglet fan, best friends. And I’m a big fan of friends.

There is something incredibly special about friendship. I’ve blogged about this before. Friends choose each other; we find each other on our own. We are not thrust together by blood, we are brought together by circumstance. Friendship is entirely circumstantial, and that’s what makes it so special.

I don’t have a lot of friends, and frankly don’t want a lot. I like my small little circle. We have chosen each other.

I talked to my friend Pam today, for three and a half hours. We were inseparable during our freshman year of high school, and then my family moved away. We grew apart. We reconnected briefly when I got married the first time, but then drifted again. About a year and a half ago, I found her on Facebook and we reconnected after twenty years. It’s been fabulous.

She got me through some scrapes then, back when we were young, and now we’re still re-celebrating our re-friendship and our reconnection, twenty years later. Pooh and Piglet. Not sure which is which or what is what. Not sure it’s relevant.

What’s relevant is the friendship, the joy, the love.

Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind. “Pooh,” he whispered.

“Yes, Piglet?”

“Nothing,” said Piglet, taking Pooh’s paw, “I just wanted to be sure of you.”

I’m sure of you, my friend. I’m so glad we’ve returned to each other.


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5/4/2011 6:21:11 AM #

there are no words that would do justice to what i am feeling.....

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